Keokuk May 19..65

 

Dear companion and children i happyly and thankfuly received your kind letter of the 14 today and as soon as i was done reading it i went and got some paper and stamps and now am writeing to you again i put a letter in the office today to you and one to John W i have been writeing to you every 4 or 5 for some time past and will continue to write ofton yes my dear wife i will. O i forgot i am well except my eyes they are no better one of them is verry painful 

 

O i dream i think i write of home

Of joys and comfort there

And never again will i wish to roam

From my lady love so fair

 

Why cannot we spend the remainder of life together in sweet melody and strive to console and comfort each other yes and then how plesently and happyly our declining years will pass away yes and we must prepair for that rest that remains for the people of god whare joys celestail ever fills the sole while endless endless ages roll. i thank god for the hope thats given that we may all meet in heaven /

chear up dear one all will be well yet. there is happyness in store for thee yes as true as i live the remainder of my life shall be spent in trying to make you happy and comfortable tis all i can do…i think the winter of our life is ore and the spring is coming with its beauty and sun shine yes and we will go hand in hand through lifes uneaven ways untill death and give god the praise Ruth dear one tis our privilege and our duty to be happy while on earth and lets try to be so and then our days will pleasent be hear, and in eternity                                                                                             more in the morning 

 

tis morning and the sun is bright

spreding joy and delight

Ore the fields of ever green

What a prospect to be seen

 

But i am weary of the stay

Weary and long to go away

to my companion ever sweet

O i long with her to meet

 

And my children dear to me

I am anxious for to see

Then how pleasent it will be

To meet in happy harmony

 

Ruth be of good chear

My lovely dear

Ill soon come home

And ceas to rome

 

O may i have your prayers that we may be happy yet for years            J.G.S. to R. S.

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